[He is, of course, not quite responsible to ask her whether it's okay with Bruce if she goes out for ice cream, and thus, has no idea that she's on her own. As soon as she's out the door he heads off in the direction of the ice cream parlor, obviously fixated on satisfying his sugar craving.]
[She makes a beeline for the glass case, pressing both hands into it to peer in. It doesn't help being small like she is to see anything, but she'll grow one of these days, dammit.]
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[Also sorry, Thor the golden lab is barreling over to say hello now.]
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[He's going to take a step back from that dog before patting it cautiously.]
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Are you going?
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[More cautious pats. For all he knows, Thor could be a vicious beast.]
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[Yes the most vicious, dumbest beast that is trying to slobber on his hands.]
Thor, go inside!
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Okay. Let's go.
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I need a coat. Wait a minute.
[She would invite him in, but she doesn't want anyone realising about her being on her own yet. After all, Bruce might show up again.
When she opens the door again she has her coat and sneakers on and carefully blocks either of the dogs from making a runner.]
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What's your favorite kind of ice cream?
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All my teeth look pretty good, don't they?
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[He's pushing open the door to the ice cream parlor, now, holding it for her.]
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They've got a lot of options. I might have to have more than one.
[Too much ice cream? No such thing.]
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[It's a serious consideration.]
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[He's staring into the case like it's a life or death decision. Better get that ice cream right.]
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